At 6:00 this morning I leaned over to admire the tender new orchid shoot, walked across the room and heard a loud crash. The clay pot shards and damp earth instantly spread across the floor and stood still. I don’t know who was more shocked, the orchid or me. I knelt down, grieving the loss and wondering what I needed to do to save it, the exposed roots beckoning me for help. Or was I projecting?
Little did I know then that by nightfall, by orchid family would double and muscles would appear.
I raced downstairs wondering what empty planter I could scrounge up in the 20 min. I had left to shower and get myself out the door in time for the Easter sunrise service at church. I grabbed a white pot that had been nestling a different plant, found the little hand broom and ran back upstairs to see what I could save. Finally with the remnants and many apologies held in its new white container, the orchid looked okay for the time being.
I headed to the computer and put out an SOS to my friend Mieko, a.k.a the Orchid Queen. By the time I got home from church, not only was she willing to help but extended a dinner invitation, too!
When the disrupted plant, new clay pots, bag of orchid mix and I arrived at her place, Mieko swiftly settled my orchid into a fresh container. Whew!
After a beautiful meal starring yummy muscles, pasta and veggies, Mieko sent me home with an additional orchid plant and a generous reminder that help can be only a plea a way.
So, one orchid became two, and my “ask-for-and-receive-help muscle” got another playful workout. I am grateful.
Mieko's Marvelous Muscle Meal!
